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Chapter 31 - 2

مؤلف: Raven Sanz
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JAXON

She is seven minutes early.

I know this because Rachel tells me, with the hushed efficiency of someone delivering important intelligence, that Ms. Kingsley is waiting in the outer office. I have been aware, in the way I have been aware of most things today, that she is in the building — aware in the background, like a frequency I cannot tune out, present in the edge of my consciousness regardless of how many acquisition reports I put between us.

I stand, straighten my jacket, and tell Rac
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  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 50

    JAXONI go to her apartment instead of summoning her to mine, because I want to see how she lives now. I want to understand the shape of the life she has built since I ended things, because people reveal themselves in the spaces they choose, and I have learned more about Jenna from a chalkboard breakfast menu than from anything she has ever told me directly.Vivienne's apartment is exactly what I expected and somehow still surprising. Tribeca, high floor, a view of the Hudson positioned to catch the morning light. Everything curated. Everything correct. The kind of space designed to be photographed rather than lived in, and standing in the doorway I find myself wondering if she has ever simply existed in this apartment without composing herself for it first."Jaxon." She opens the door herself — no assistant, no staff, which tells me she was either expecting me or hoping for me, and given the careful state of her hair and the dress that is too elegant for a Tuesday afternoon alone, I

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 49

    JAXONThe investigator's preliminary findings on Vivienne arrive on Hayes's desk on Friday, and I am there when he opens the file because I have stopped being able to sit in my own office waiting for information that affects my son."The gate mechanism was tampered with," Hayes confirms, reading from the security firm's report. "Manually disabled, then reset to look like a malfunction. Whoever did it knew the system." He looks up. "It wasn't Vivienne directly. There's a payment trail to a maintenance contractor — small amount, cash, untraceable on the surface. But the timing lines up exactly with her visit to the museum two days before the incident.""She was there," I say. Not a question."Logged in the visitor system under a different name," Hayes says. "Donor relations meeting that doesn't exist on the museum's calendar." He sets the report down. "It's circumstantial. Good circumstantial, but circumstantial. We'd need more to take it anywhere formal.""I don't need formal yet," I s

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 48

    JAXONI rehearse what I'm going to say four separate times on the drive over and abandon every version before I reach the hotel.There is no version of this conversation that I can practice my way into. I have negotiated billion-dollar acquisitions. I have sat across from boards that wanted my company in pieces and talked them out of it. None of that prepares a man for walking into a hotel suite to be introduced to his five-year-old son as his father for the first time.Jenna told him yesterday. She called me last night to say it went — her word — "well," delivered in a tone that suggested well was doing a great deal of work. I did not press for details. I trust her to have handled it the way she handles everything, which is carefully and completely and with more grace than the situation strictly requires.I knock at exactly four in the afternoon, the time she suggested, because she said Zion does better with new information when he has had a nap and a snack and is not tired or hungry

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 47

    JENNAEleanor takes Zion without asking questions.This is one of the things I love most about her. She reads the situation — one look at my face when I come through the hotel door, Zion asleep on my shoulder, Jaxon's name hovering unspoken in the air between us — and she simply opens her arms for him and says, "Come. I'll read to him." No interrogation. No raised eyebrow. Just the quiet competence of a woman who has navigated complicated things for eighty years and knows when to step forward and when to step back.I settle Zion into her bed. He doesn't wake. The scrape on his knee has been cleaned and bandaged and he has eaten half a bowl of soup and declared himself fully recovered, which is the kind of resilience that belongs exclusively to five-year-olds and which I have spent the last three hours being quietly, fiercely grateful for.I close Eleanor's door.I stand in the hotel suite living room and I look at the clock. Seven fifty-eight.I am as ready as I am going to get, which

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 46

    JENNAThe afternoon is ordinary right up until the moment it isn't.It is a Wednesday, the kind of mid-week afternoon that has no particular significance — clear sky, mild air, the city doing its usual thing. Priya and I have finished a working session early and I have exactly two hours before I need to be back at the hotel for a call with the London team, which is enough time to collect Zion from the museum program Faith enrolled him in last week. A children's science exhibit three blocks from Vale Industries. He has been going every Wednesday for two weeks and coming home full of facts about dinosaurs and space and the water cycle delivered at high volume with the breathless energy of a child who cannot believe this information has been available all along and no one told him sooner.I am half a block from the museum when my phone rings. Faith."Hey — are you coming to get him?" she says. There is something in her voice. Not panic. The thing before panic, the thing that keeps its sh

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 45

    JAXONI do not sleep on Saturday night.I try. I go through the motions — the shower, the quiet penthouse, the bed at a reasonable hour, the deliberate effort to let my mind settle. None of it works. I lie in the dark and the ceiling is there and the city hums outside and all I can think about is a small boy on a rooftop terrace holding a balloon dinosaur with a compromised neck, looking up at me with eyes that I know.I know those eyes.I have been telling myself since the first time — since I saw him, three seconds of contact before Faith swept him away — that I was imagining it. That guilt makes you see things. That a man who has spent five years wondering what happened to a woman will find her face in strangers, find echoes of himself in children who happen to have dark hair and dark eyes because dark hair and dark eyes are not rare, they are not evidence of anything, they are just a child at a party with a balloon dinosaur and I am a grown man who should be capable of rational th

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 23

    JENNAThree years in, J. Kingsley Strategies is no longer a dream written in a notebook at Faith's kitchen table.It is a company with fourteen employees, four major clients, and an office in central London on the third floor of a building with tall windows and exposed brick and the particular smel

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 22

    JENNAThe first year is the hardest.Not because of Zion — Zion is the easy part, or at least the part I understand. He is the warm center of everything, the reason I pull myself out of bed at three in the morning without resentment, the reason the sleeplessness feels like something other than suff

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 21

    JENNAZion arrives on a Tuesday.Four in the morning, the English sky still the deep, seamless black that comes before even the suggestion of dawn. The estate is so quiet that between contractions I can hear the old house settling around me — the low creak of timber, the distant tick of the grandfa

  • Rejected by the Billionaire, Returned With His Child   Chapter 20

    JENNAThe baby kicks when I'm stressed.I've noticed the pattern over the past few weeks — a sharp little flutter just below my ribs, like a reminder that I'm not alone in this, like a tiny fist knocking against a door. It happens when Mrs. Alderton corrects my posture for the fifth time in one hou

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